A water park

You slink through the bushes as you creep up to a large chain-link fence. As you approach, Joyce pushes a section of the fence aside, revealing herself to be wearing a black bikini. She smirks at you as she eyes you up and down. "Wonderful to see you made it! Lovely taste in swimwear, too!"

You smile at the compliment. "Thanks. I left my clothes and towel in Denise's pickup truck, like you said."

Joyce beckons you inside and you follow her through the last of the bushes. As you come out on the other side, you're greeted to a glorious sight. All of your girlfriends are enjoying the thrills of a water park. There are no other tourists, no male students or faculty, and not even any typical workers.

"I can't believe Rebecca managed to get the senior year and teachers a whole water park to themselves," you whisper.

"Well, I helped pull some strings," Joyce says proudly. "These places are quite eager to cater to a graduating class."

You hear excited shouting and turn in time for a wet Rebecca to jump into your arms. Her hair slaps your face and her wet body, although covered by a pink two-piece, is already getting you hard. "So glad you could get here!" She says.

She lets go and stands beside Joyce as you try to process what is happening. "Remind me, why didn't I just go through the front entrance?" You ask.

"Because Crystal is taking notes on who's here," Rebecca says. "And I still don't trust that control freak not to report you to Sasha out of habit."

"We're calling the principal by her first name, now?" Joyce asks the cheerleader.

Rebecca playfully nudges her in the side. "Trust me, she'll be putty in Sam's hands before the sun goes down."

You briefly scan the park, observing the various attractions it has to offer. "So, what exactly is your plan?"

"That depends on where you run into her," Rebecca says. "She's been all over the place: the hot tubs, the wave pool, the slides, the obstacle course, the lazy river..."

"We have contingency plans," Joyce explains. "But it will be up to you to make sure they go through."

"Yeah, no pressure," you say sarcastically.

Rebecca takes your head in her hands and kisses you passionately. "Hey, relax. You got that bitch Crystal to join us. If you can seduce her, you can get into any woman's pants."

Joyce gives you her own kiss. "Or swimsuit."

Your toes curl at each kiss as your cock stretches against your swim trunks. Their pep talk gives you the courage you need. "Okay! I'll find Ms. Pershing and make sure she doesn't get in our way again!"

Your meeting is interrupted as you hear a hysterical shriek of laughter followed by a scream of rage. Dana races past you with a dark blue one-piece bathing suit, a swim cap, and a pair of goggles in her hands. Hot on her trails in a naked and flustered Tammy.

"Give me back my swimsuit, you bitch!"

"You gotta catch me first, sweetheart!"

Joyce scoffs and walks away as Rebecca giggles at the sight. "Better hurry. They're already starting the party without you."

Rebecca turns around and walks away, giving you a tantalizing view of her ass. You already can't wait to see her out of that hot pink bikini. Knowing your girlfriends, it was only a matter of time before more people ended up naked.

But first things first: where was Sasha?